Chapter 2: She’s got missing

Samrat’s POV


Today is the day! Yes, my wedding. Today, on my birthday I am marrying my lovely, Pragya. I dressed up with the help of Abhi and Dad. Mom was busy doing some religious arrangements. The wedding is being held in the bride’s house. What a joyous occasion. I dressed up like a king and started our way to my princess's house.

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We arrived at the bride’s house. My mother-in-law performed the welcoming ritual and allowed me and my family to enter the house. My mother-in-law, Mrs. Simaran is a great author. She has published 5 books so far. The thing a love about my mother-in-law is that she is courageous all the time. Besides she likes reading a lot. She is just like her daughter.

They invited me to sit across from the priest who was waiting for us to start the veneration. I sat down in my place. Mom was standing behind me. After performing a few rituals with the priest he asked the bride to come. My Mother-in-law went to bring my bride. I was just thinking how beautiful she could be. Is it me who is restless or Mrs. Simram who is taking so long to bring Pragya? I felt an awkward feeling. Why is it taking so long to bring Pragya here? Restlessness felt in all my veins. Where are you Pragya?

Soon, my mother-in-law came downstairs running and panting. “Samrat, Mr. Suraj, Mrs. Vidiya, and Pragya are not in her room,” I ran to Mrs. Simran leaving the wedding stage.

“What did you say? Where is she then?” I shouted. We all searched all over the house. But we couldn't find her anywhere.

What is happening? Where are you, Pragya? Mom informed the police about the matter. She was happy 'till yesterday. So where is she now? Someone from Mehek’s family must have done this.

I went in anger and climbed into my car and drove it directly to the Saho mansion. No one except Mehek Saho’s family can do this. It must be some sort of revenge because I and Pragya have gotten Mehek jailed.

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PRAGYA’S POV

A fell to the ground and hit my back seriously. I haven't still opened my eyes due to the immense pain I had when I fell. I heard a voice.

“Kill them all. Don't show them, Mercy,” the voice was bossy and dominating. I heard danger in his voice. Holding my lower back, I opened my eyes to see the source of that bossy voice. When I opened my eyes I saw the long timber roof. I turned to my right. I saw people prostrated to the ground, similar to the right side. I realized that I was in a temple and lend to my front to see the goddess.

What! What am I seeing? Who is he? Why is everyone prostrated to him? Am I dreaming or what? Who does he think of himself? Wait and watch, I will teach him a lesson.

“Hello there, who do you think of yourself? Why are you torturing these people?” I said, standing holding my lower back with my hand. To tell the truth, he just looks like a toy. His hairstyle, his dressing code, why on earth did he dress like this? And all these people? Why do they worship him like their lord?

There were a lot of questions in my mind. I haven't even seen this kind of thing in a movie. My mother is the one who likes historical movies whereas I am addicted to the Si-Fic ones. But the situation I am in now, I haven't even seen it in my mother's favorite ones.

What is his problem? Why is he staring at me like that?

“Hello, why are you staring at me? I am taken, you better take a look at other women,” I said. Still, he is not saying anything. “Hello, are you mute or what?” this time the one who was standing beside him took out a sword and put it on my neck. I was so shocked. I have never ever seen a long and sharp sword like that. I swallowed very hard due to my fear. But thanks to my love, Samrat. He has taught me how to protect myself when a time like this occurs.

Six years ago, when Samrat and I started this relationship, goons who were sent by Mehek attacked us. Though Samrat kicked off the goons, I was seriously injured. Then, he taught me how to defend myself. By now, I know some techniques for self-defense.

“Cheer up, cheer up, body,” I was pointed a gun at my forehead. How can I freak out seeing a dagger? But I saw the confusion on the soldier’s face. I used the opportunity. I tilted my back and passed under the sword. Then I trapped his leg. He found himself on the ground the next moment. I grabbed the dagger in the air and snagged it the way he did seconds ago.

“Don't mess with me,” I warned him. But the next moment, I saw an army coming against me. I raised my hand and put down the dagger in front of them.

“Stop,” I heard the same bossy voice and those whole people stood where they were. I turned my face and saw that man. He was that pupate. The thing I couldn't deny was that he had charm and grace.

“Take her to the jail,” that king figure said. The moment he talked two random soldiers came and drugged me in the jail.

“Hey, Mr. President, you can't do this on me. This is a kidnap. I will file a case against you for harassing me like this. I want to call Samrat. I want to call my lawyer. You can't just arrest me like this,” I was shouting until they brought me to the jail and sealed me in a one-by-one cell. At first, I thought the matter was a kind of joke or prank. But when they cut off one prison’s head. I understood the matter was indeed serious.

How can I be here? Someone paused them to the medieval ages. But where am I? How did I end up here?

I tried to remember what happened. I was supposed to be at my wedding ceremony with Samrat. He was late. So I went to mom’s office and... The book!

Yes, when I opened the book, it pulls me inside. I was struggling.

This means some supernatural force drugged me into this world. But, where am I? Almighty, please help me out from this nightmare world.

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